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Throne of blood & thorns

“The one you don’t have feelings for will be the one you fall for. But the one you think you adored once will be the one you will hate with your soul. Beware of the sweet honey that will blind your judgment, but follow the scent of flowers. They will be the answer to your hunch. And remember, you are nothing but a pawn to these up high, so keep your eyes open and your mouth shut.” When Akila, a normal young girl, is kidnapped to have an offspring in order to provide an heir for her king, she is thrust into the middle of a power struggle between the gods and the mortal realm. After being captivated by her emerald green eyes, Ramses IV decided to make her his queen. Who could have predicted that a chance encounter would eventually result in the end of his reign? In the midst of the anarchy, the sorcery, and the magical beings, how far would Akila go to save her child? Would Ramses choose to make his new family his priority? His Sister? Or his kingdom? Disclaimer... This book might be built on some real facts and accurate events but the story and its characters are all made up and doesn't represent how the Egyptian history was or its reality. This entirely is a work of fiction and shouldn't be taken as reference to anything related to this civilization and its history.

Bebo_Elnadi · Histoire
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Chapter 63

Akila,

She looked around her with narrowed eyes. The small house looked like a shed, not even a barn, animals won't like living here.

Akila went to the broken wooden chair and sat on it with a passive expression on her face.

She didn't want to show any kind of emotions and feed their pitiful selves that thought they had broken her.

Her only regret was her friends, who looked humiliated and terrified as they looked around themselves.

The place wasn't suitable for humans to use. Imagine two women who used to live a comfortable palace life.

"Your highness, I am deeply sorry but my hands are tied. These were the king's commands."

Omari said as he kneeled in front of Akila and he looked at her, ashamed of what was happening.

Akila eyed the rest of the people who accompanied him and she didn't see the same pitiful looks.

They were like vicious animals that smelled wounded prey and they were ready to pounce to devour it.